I strained my right arm this week and have been forced to rest it, which, by the way, is very hard because you use your dominant hand for everything, at least I do. So for preventative measures and unrealistic fears I’m trying to learn to draw with my left hand. How do y’all do it?! I don’t know where to rest my hand or what angle to use. Left handers: send help / tips & tricks 😘 #lefthand #learntodraw

Thinking about space and getting back into practice. I’ll be hopping on lives here and there to let y’all see the process - the end result is hardly a depiction of the process #wip #artishard #practiceyourcraft

Been shifting my attention from the ig game, to step out of the echo chamber for a minute. Still obsessed with ketchup and mustard 😍

“trash is just a shadow of life” 🗑🎊🧫🚬🚛🌋my submission to @posidrag’s latest issue🌖🌚008: SHADOW 🍋🍋🍋🍋🍋 head over and see all the other rad submission🍊🌼🍊🌼🍊🌼🍊🌼🍊 OH! there’s also a print 💵🖼🖼🖼🖼🖼✉️of @matthewshurrrr’s submission for sale 🔫🍏🍏🎾🍏🍏🔋

Holiday work is officially over for me - thanks to everyone who supported and shared this season. My favorite this year was this doggie cam illo 😍 Now it’s time to take a breather, slow down the posting, and watch Elf 1000 times. HAPPY HOLIDAYS YALL!

I’m really fascinated by trash. It’s a a reflection of humanity and a threat to it. The lines and forms of trash (piles, pieces, squashed) appeal to me - I find them beautiful. I’ve started the research process of trash and it’s formations, to make something from all of the photos I’ve taken over the years of this subject that oddly moves me. I’m not sure what will come of it, but I’m spending the first quarter of 2019 in the woods, creating, and exploring trash (and I’m sure other subjects). 1. Simple digital line study by me. 2. My personal archives 3&4. Collections of others trash documents

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Why is butter so good?! (drawn from a pic @erinraemusic posted in her stories)

One of my favorite pieces I’ve made (now belongs to @matthewshurrrr). I don’t know what it is about trash that’s so beautiful to me. Maybe the nostalgia of living in New York and seeking beauty in everything, or the fact that trash is simply a trace of humanity. The overwhelming amount of it is a sign of how gross humans can be, and even in the grossest of things, we can see beauty. There’s something fascinating about it - form, shapes within form, color, concept.